#crivory

[cr-azure]

loose change.

Life’s been weird lately. It started with Yelian randomly passing out one day and waking up with some strange chest pain. No, calling it that would be inaccurate because he wasn’t exactly hurting. His chest just felt warm, as if he was having heartburn except more...pleasant. It was difficult to describe.

He wasn’t the type to see a doctor, so he carried on with his duties as normal. Other symptoms began, involving him dry gagging sometimes, after a kill. The scent of blood which typically gave him a rush now made him feel occasionally sick.

Was karma catching up to him? Maybe.

And perhaps that was why he decided to spare the prostitute.

Listen, the request demanded for a dead guy only and said nothing about the woman who was unfortunately caught underneath him. Yelian was covered from head to toe, and these days he didn’t give as much of a fuck about leaving witnesses, so miss whore was destined for a lucky break.

Except she wasn’t reacting as he thought she would.

“This is where you scream and run out of the door,” he said, giving her the cue. Yelian figured maybe she was too scared to move and needed the extra prompt. Every once in a while he ran into one of those silly people. “Are you waiting for something?” She still wasn’t taking off after 20 whole seconds, and he was beginning to question the existence of her survival instincts. “Are you wanting to...get paid?” He fished out the dead guy’s wallet and threw it to her. “Knock yourself out. Might be some loose change in there.” (@crivory)

[cr-azure]

gift.

( ☼ @crivory)

“This is for you,” he said cheerfully. “A gift made by yours truly!” No boxes, no ribbons, Gale didn’t believe in wrapping up gifts only for the receiver to have something to rip open - that would be awfully wasteful. “Doesn’t it look just like Nyla?” He was presenting the oracle with a creature made out of paper and it definitely looked nothing like the cat it was supposedly modelled after.

First of all, the colour was wrong. Last time we checked, there weren’t any crimson red cats wandering around the streets of Chromos. Gale simply chose to use red paper because it was his favourite colour and readily available.

Secondly, the creature did not look like a cat. It had rounded ears, which made it look like a bear. The eyes were too round and the way Gale chose to draw on eyelids made the creature look like a panda with white eyeliner on. Its tail was too short and curled weirdly, resembling a piglet.  Finally, the whiskers were made out of toothpicks and that made Gale’s offering not only strange but also sort of prickly to the touch and must be handled with care.

Regardless, it was a gift.

“Do you like it?” Gale asked, eyes bright with anticipation. “It’s my new hobby. I nearly broke my leg last week when I accidentally let go while zip lining, and dad said I should try to find something quieter to do for now.” The zip line was also a DIY home project, which no doubt added to his dad’s wariness. Ever since the neighbour showed Gale how to use a saw plus some other tools, he’d been trying to make all sorts of things.